How Could He?

Diary Entry 2:

Rhett's POV
11-6-18 (Tuesday)
7:00 a.m.

I throw on my shorts and t-shirt over my large frame; I'm 6'. I look in the mirror at my brown hair and eyes. I have a buzz cut and tan skin.

I wish I didn't have to go to school; I'd rather be huntin.

Oh well.

I need to go outside and catch the bus, so I'll give updates later.

7:30 a.m.

"Hey Ryan" ahh my best friend Ethan. We live like five minutes away from each other so we ride the same bus.

"hey dude" I say, walking to the back to sit across from him.

We talk about a lot of stuff. Huntin, sports, and hotties. Ethan has been trying to get me with Jayden for years. I haven't told him I like her, but he's figured it out since I blush. If she liked me then I'd feel a lot better but I know she doesn't. She likes Gregory unfortunately. I'll see them talking in the halls sometimes and I get so jealous. I don't know what it is about her, but I want her.

Anyway, I get picked on so much about her. Every. Single. Day.

They call her 'Jayden Smith' (Smith is my last name.) It's so embarrassing but I love hearing it.

When she's in the hall they try to push me near her. Or talk about her ass and stuff to make me mad. It works but I try not to show it.

The teasing was worst last year because we had a class together, and Ethan and Riley were in there. They both tried and work together to get us to talk. She acts so shy around me so I don't want to make her uncomfortable, plus she shows no interest.

That being said, we don't have any classes together this year. I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing.

3:15 p.m.

I'm getting on the bus again, but now to go home. Today was pretty uneventful. I had class, laughed, and slept.

I saw Jayden though. That was the best part of my day.

11:00 p.m.

Goodnight. Maybe tomorrow will be better. I hope so.